My old enemy finally fell in love with me after rebirth three times

Strangely, Troy didn't come back all afternoon.

The red-haired boy staying in the room frowned slightly, not even the little elf beside him was in the mood to tease, thinking—could it be that he really lost his way?

But in fact, there is no such possibility.

Because the props that need to be purchased can be bought in this street, there is no need to go to other places.

Snook stood up, and the boy moved, his limbs still a little stiff.

He took another cloak from the table and threw it over his red hair, and left the room.

After staying in the dark and small basement for two days, Snoke didn't feel how vast the world was when he came out again.

On the contrary, the young man felt more and more empty in his heart. He had gotten used to Troy being by his side in the past few months, and suddenly he didn't see him for a long time, and he couldn't stand it anymore.

Bad premonitions were intertwined in his heart, and the elf followed him, and seemed to be eager to return to Troy.

The street where the potions shop was located was full of people, and magicians walked the streets wearing pointed hats or cloaks, and everything was normal.

The red-haired boy's red pupils will not let go of everyone who passes by him, and he is looking for Troy.

However, after walking down a street, Snoke didn't see him.

The inexplicable panic finally took over completely.

He suddenly felt difficult to breathe, and a gloomy expression appeared on his handsome and delicate face.

——The boy is gone.

The elf also seemed to be at a loss.

If Troy is nearby, it must be able to find each other.

"Is he not here?" The boy asked in a low, hoarse voice.

The elf nodded. It couldn't sense Troy anymore, with a sad expression on its face, the light source above its head was dim, and its wings seemed to be unable to fly. Its feet rested on Snoke's shoulders, grabbing his neckline, wronged.

"Your master left you just like that." Snoke's tone was more mournful, "and he left me like this."

The red-haired boy leaned against the wall beside the street, pursing his lips slightly.

Troy isn't going to leave without saying goodbye.

Unless it is - there is something very urgent that makes him panic and has to leave quickly.

But before you leave, let me say something.

Otherwise—he was really worried to death.

The carriages came and went in front of them, and the crowd dispersed and gathered again.

The boy's red eyes stared at the people and cars passing by in front of him. It was getting late, and the overlapping and undulating mountains in the distance were reflected in orange by the setting sun.

Suddenly, Snoke's ears moved, and in the noisy and chaotic crowd, he suddenly caught some words——

"I don't know when His Royal Highness Troy will go back."

"If the queen is seriously ill and still doesn't go back, then His Highness is too heartless."

"I heard that he ran with a monster. He was confused by a monster. Prince Snoke searched for a long time, but he couldn't find any clues."

"God, that damned monster!"

—The queen is very ill.

The key four words.

Snoke paused.

Those red pupils instantly became sharp and cold.

The handsome and sinister face showed a gloomy expression, and his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he finally knew the reason why Troy left.

My heart was filled with anger.

He slammed his fist hard on the stone wall beside him!

Blood left along the wall, startling everyone passing by.

Without any hesitation, the young man turned around and ran towards the gate of Tsmikan, weaving through the crowd, enduring the pain from violent physical activities, and shouting in his heart—"Idiot!!"

Such an obvious trap! ! !

Troy couldn't possibly fail to guess!

But he still chose to go back, why? !

"puff--!"

Out of breath.

A mouthful of blood spurted from the boy's lips.

Snoke staggered twice and almost fell to the ground.

His body is not fully recovered, and every strenuous activity will cause severe pain in his body.

In severe cases, it may even vomit blood.

Without the healing of the dark element, it would be difficult for him to have the same resilience as before.

His throat was burning, and every organ in his body seemed to be clamoring for colic.

The young man supported the wall beside him, endured the pain and walked towards the city gate step by step.

It was getting darker, and the sun was about to set.

The surrounding lights turned on, but Snoke's vision became more and more blurred.

"...Troy." He clenched his teeth, his hands trembling slightly, and said softly, "Troy..."

"You really don't know...would I be scared to death?"

"Can't you think about me..."

In a daze, the words that seemed to be the boy's cold rejection appeared in his mind.

Snoke stopped.

Suddenly, he smiled in despair.

"Right."

"You don't love me at all."

The room was empty, and the "seriously ill" woman who was supposed to stay on the bed had disappeared.

The knight in the ear reported tremblingly: "Your Highness, Your Highness, Saint Magister Agnes and Lord Kirke... are no longer in prison. They seem to have been rescued."

"..."

The red-haired boy didn't reply yet.

The prince wearing a pitch-black aristocratic dress rarely had a gloomy expression, but the colder his expression, the bigger the smile on his lips.

The air was filled with low air pressure, which made people breathless, as if a heavy hammer had slammed on a person.

After a long time, the young man in front of the knights finally chuckled and said, "Forget it, the news has already been released anyway."

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Your Highness may not pursue it.

However, in the next second, a cold light flashed.

The red-haired boy smiled and waved his hand, the long sword in his hand glowed with an extremely cold light.

The warden next to McGrady separated in an instant!The blood splattered on the wall, was pulled by gravity and slowly trickled down, and fell to the ground.

The armored head rolled down like a broken ball, the blood soaked the carpet, and the smell of blood permeated the air, making the already depressing atmosphere even more terrifying.

A mysterious and dark atmosphere permeated the room. The young man holding the sword put the sword back into the scabbard, smiled and said, "But negligence is negligence."

Xiao Nuo looked at McGrady, smiled and said, "There must be some punishment, right?"

The boy looked gentle, and the dark circles under his eyes seemed to be getting heavier.

In McGrady's opinion, the snooker prince hasn't slept well recently, as if possessed by a ghost, not only his skin is getting paler, but even his body is getting colder and colder.

"After Kirke and Saint Agnes escaped from prison, they also took away the queen and a few girls." Andy asked, "Do you want to pursue the whole country?"

Xiao Nuo said: "I don't need it for the time being. I'll startle the snake and let brother Troy know that my mother is no longer in the palace. Maybe he won't come back."

He turned around, looked at a maid beside him who bowed her head, and suddenly reached out to lift her chin.

The maid obviously didn't expect the prince to be like this suddenly, and fear rose in her heart, she didn't think it would be a good thing to be favored by the highness in front of her.

"Your figure is about the same as that of a queen." The young man smiled and narrowed his eyes and said, "Beautiful maid sister, can you do me a favor?"

Guilt is not without.

After all, snooker was left there alone.

But the boy didn't dare to tell him what he was doing, because - Snoke would definitely not allow it, or he would definitely ask to come with him.

Troy can't let the now injured snooker go to such a dangerous place with him.

He is fine, Xiao Nuo won't hurt him, but once Snoke shows up in the palace, or even just in Stannor, he will be immediately arrested by the Royal Army and sentenced to death.

So - I can only apologize in advance.

After leaving Tsmikan, Troy went directly to the nearby Magicians Association and used the teleportation array to reach Stannor.

The city remains silent at the king's memorial service.

The boy in the cloak shuttled through the crowd, and he walked towards the palace.

These days, the gates of the palace are all open.

Magicians can come in and out in an orderly manner. Troy has no intention of concealing his identity. He wears a cloak and walks step by step. His blue pupils are staring at the palace gate not far ahead with a blank expression on his face. .

But at the moment when the young man was about to reach out to take off his cloak, a pair of cold hands suddenly grasped his two wrists tightly!

Troy paused, followed by a tug. He was dragged to a hidden corner by the palace gate by another person. The cold breath fell on his cheek. When the young man looked up, he saw a very familiar smiling face. — Hillih.

The man was wearing very simple and plain human clothing, his hair was not purple, and his pupils were deliberately changed to gray. Except for his handsome face, all other corresponding features basically changed.

"It's you?" Troy frowned slightly, "Why are you here?!"

How did vampires get in here? !

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, sighed, and pretended to be sad and said: "Sir, I thought you would be very happy to see me, but I didn't expect you to have such a questioning tone when we met, it's really sad."

Troy said: "I'm sorry, I don't have time to catch up with you now, Your Royal Highness, please let me go, I have to see my mother."

The boy said he was about to leave, but was still stopped by the man: "Please wait a moment, dear little sir."

Shilih squinted and smiled, "I don't think your mother is really sick."

"I know." Troy lowered his eyes and looked at the ground, "I know this is a trap to force me back."

His voice was slightly hoarse: "But I dare not risk my mother."

"Xiao Nuo is threatening me on purpose." He looked at Shilih: "Your Highness, I can't help it."

"..." The corners of Xilihe's lips curled up slightly, "In that case, I have a solution. I wonder if Mr. Xiao would like to hear it?"

"...What?" Troy frowned slightly.

The man in front of him suddenly leaned down, exhaled softly into the young man's ear, and said with a smile, "Sir, my solution is very simple..."

His voice was ambiguous, as if a lover whispered lingeringly: "Please give me a little—your blood."

The next second, the man suddenly showed his sharp fangs and bit Troy's neck hard!

The boy was startled, the severe pain in his neck made him subconsciously reach out and push him away.

However, the wrist was grabbed by the man and pressed against the wall.

As the blood in his body drained, Troy felt his mind becoming more and more unclear. He gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Hey...you..."

Everything in front of him became more and more blurred, and when the man finally retracted his fangs, the last thing Troy saw was Shirih's identical face and golden hair.

The young man was stunned, he understood something, but unfortunately he no longer had the strength to object.

Vampires love role-playing.

And this time, he will play himself.

"Idiot...don't be like this..." Troy's words were stained with tears, "if you are found out...you must—"

"Shh, say something nice, Mr. Troy." Hirih chuckled in his ear: "You avenged me, so this time, I will help you to test this trap."

"Mr. Xiao, from now on, we will not owe each other."

"If you are lucky enough to meet again, please don't be soft on me. As a human prince, you have to stab me with that sword for the sake of the dead townspeople in the town of Rogge."